Harry Potter Reborn

Chapter 125 I'm Still a Child!

Chapter 125 I am still a child!

In the afternoon, Harry stayed at Hagrid's hut.

The little cutie is also there. It turns out that it has been here for the past two days.

Dahei and Xiaoxue are very smart.

When Harry said he was leaving school, they were very reluctant to leave.

Especially Xiaoxue, who kept rubbing her head on Harry's chest.

So, Harry's chest really hurts.

The horn on Xiaoxue's head is really hard.

Harry stroked Xiaoxue's silver hair: "We haven't seen each other for only two months. You are already a unicorn."

Dahei raised his long neck, and his scales were densely packed, reflecting the light, which was really beautiful.

It roared, causing the birds on the edge of the Forbidden Forest nearby to startle.

"Okay, stop barking." Harry patted its wings. It was now five or six meters tall.

Hagrid said that after a few more months, Dahei would be able to fly.

When I think that in a few months, I will be able to ride my pet dragon and soar in the sky, I feel like drinking a bottle of 1982-year-old ice-cold Sprite.

In order to prevent the little cutie from running away again, we will postpone our departure tomorrow.

So Harry hugged the little cutie and brought it with him.

…

It was getting dark, and when it was time to have dinner, Harry realized that about 70% of the people had left, and only a few people were left.

Harry could only console himself that he was leaving late, and there were all seats on the train, so no one was competing with him.

"Hermione, are you alone in the dormitory?"

"No, there's Jessica." Hermione replied, picking up a piece of steak with a fork.

You are so happy, Harry said silently in his heart.

How could I be afraid of the dark? I've already died once, so why can't I change it?

After eating, Hermione went back to the dormitory.

Harry was crying behind him. He really wanted Hermione to accompany him, but he couldn't afford to be embarrassed.

Oh, the great Harry Potter, a man who is not even afraid of Voldemort, is as afraid of the dark as a three-year-old child!

I have no face to see anyone.

Harry walked to the large courtyard just after entering the school. There was a fountain in the middle and a circle of lights. Harry thought it was pretty good, so he could just sit here all night.

Anyway, he will not return to the dormitory alive or dead.

"Harry, what are you doing here?" a crisp voice said.

"Um, Cho Chang, I want to see the stars." Harry said nonsense.

"But not today." Zhang Qiu looked at the dark clouds in the sky with confusion.

"Actually, there was something else just now, ha... ha..." Harry said awkwardly.

Zhang Qiu didn't know what to say.

The relationship between the two people was somewhat awkward.

Zhang Qiu had a good impression of Harry, but during Christmas last year, she found out that Harry mistook her for Hermione when he was in a coma. She felt uncomfortable and began to treat Harry coldly.

She wanted to stay away from Harry, but when they met again after not seeing each other for a long time, she was not angry at all. Instead, she took the initiative to contact him, as if she was competing with Hermione.

She really didn't understand what she was doing.

There were only two words in Harry's mind: "It's awkward, it's awkward."

It was obvious that he and Hermione had said that they had broken up, although the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend was not yet confirmed.

However, now the relationship with Hermione is back to its original state, a very natural one.

But why are we so awkward with Zhang Qiu?

Harry deserted, so he traveled through China for five thousand years, and Harry finally understood.

This is due to the differences between Eastern and Western cultures! A flash of lightning that often appears in novels flashed in Harry's heart.

The biggest difference between Hermione and Zhang Qiu is that one is straightforward and dares to express, while the other is tactful and reserved, taking things to heart and never saying anything.

Haha, I am really a genius.

…

Zhang Qiu looked at Harry's inexplicable smile there strangely, and wanted to ask him what was wrong, but felt that it was not appropriate for him to ask.

Harry wanted to be friends with Zhang Qiu, even just friends, instead of the current relationship where he didn't know what the situation was.

As for what to do, Harry had some ideas in his mind.

Because Zhang Qiu is introverted, he has to be direct and impact Zhang Qiu's heart with slutty words. Otherwise, he will take off his clothes and take them off, and then he will take them off on the bed.

It's getting stranger and stranger.

i don't know you

you don't belong to me

We are still together with a stranger

Walking through the increasingly familiar streets

ten years later

we are friends

You can also say hello

Just that tenderness

No more reasons to hug

Lovers inevitably become friends in the end

…

"Zhang Qiu."

"Well, what's wrong?"

Zhang Qiu felt that Harry's eyes made her afraid to look directly, as if something was about to happen.

Although he was ashamed, because Harry was not very thick-skinned after all, he still decided to say: "Zhang Qiu, you know, you are similar to my girlfriend in my previous life."

a bolt from the blue.

Zhang Qiu was a little confused.

"What did you just say?" Zhang Qiu really didn't react.

"I mean, you look a lot like one of my toy dolls." Harry gave it all and threw his face into the trash.

Zhang Qiu is a little confused. Is this a confession?

"What is a toy doll?" Zhang Qiu asked.

"You can have sex with me."

"Set off fireworks?"

"No, it's..." Harry put his head to Zhang Qiu's ear and explained quietly.

Zhang Qiu's face turned red and he was about to smoke.

Harry's eyes were pure, as if he hadn't driven the little train just now.

Zhang Qiu didn't know why he was so anxious and angry. His eyes turned red and tears fell one by one. He said incoherently: "I, I'm still a child... wu wu wu..."

Well, Harry really didn't expect Zhang Qiu to react like this.

What should I do? He wants to run away.

A few students passed by and looked at them strangely, but did not come over. They probably thought they were breaking up.

"Zhang Qiu, Zhang Qiu..." Harry shouted softly, feeling really guilty.

But Zhang Qiu was still wiping tears.

Harry held the little cutie in one hand and held Zhang Qiu in the other, walking towards the dark place in the corner without letting anyone see him.

Zhang Qiu didn't resist at all, wiping tears with his right hand and sniffling.

Harry was speechless.

Standing in the darkness, Zhang Qiu seemed to let go, tears bursting from his eyes.

After dozens of minutes, Zhang Qiu finally stopped crying. He only occasionally shook his body and sobbed.

After hearing her cry for so long, Harry still thought...it sounded so good!

Are you a pervert?

Speaking of which, Harry really didn't expect Zhang Qiu to cry, which was completely different from her usual quiet demeanor.

"Why are you crying?"

"I don't know." Zhang Qiu said every word because he was sobbing.

"Are you still crying?"

"Stop crying."

"Then let's go."

"oh."

As soon as he moved, Zhang Qiu's legs became weak and he almost fell. Harry quickly supported Zhang Qiu's arms.

After all, after standing motionless for so long, all my energy was spent crying.

"Let's go."

Zhang Qiu seemed to deliberately put all his weight on Harry. When he walked to the Ravenclaw resting area, Zhang Qiu didn't say a word or let go of his hand.

Okay, Harry continued to help Zhang Qiu go in, go up the stairs, and enter the dormitory.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, Zhang Qiu said: "No one is inside."

Harry naturally pushed the door open.

A faint fragrance wafted over.

What’s next?

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Harry asked tentatively.

Zhang Qiu said nothing.

Oh, that’s just for accompanying.

"You don't have to do anything." Zhang Qiu's voice was trembling, not sure if it was because he had just cried or something else.

"What do you want me to do?" Harry asked.

A pillow was thrown over.

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